When I done quit hollerin' baby, I believe I'll shake 'em on down.
Get my baby, won't be late, You know by that I mean, ah, seconds late.
Aha, must I holler, Must I shake 'em on down?
Well I've done quit hollerin', baby, I believe I'll shake 'em on down. Shake!

Well, I ain't no monkey; I can't climb no tree.
No brown skin woman gonna make no monkey out of me.
Yeah, I ain't no monkey, Sure can't climb no tree.
Ah, I've been mistreated, babe, I believe I'll shake 'em on down.
Well, I've been mistreated babe, I believe I'll shake 'em on down.

Listen Mama, Put on your mornin' gown',
Put in your nightshirt Mama, we gonna shake 'em down.
Must I holler? Must I, must I, must I shake 'em on down?
Ooh, I done been mistreated, baby, I believe I'll shake 'em on down.
Gave my baby twenty dollar bill,
If that don't shake her, Sure my shot-, shot-, shotgun will,
Yeah, I gave my baby twenty dollar bill.
Well, if that don't get that woman, I'm sure my shotgun will.

I'm gonna shoot her now.